i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does, 
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine 
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you, kiss, 
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh....And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new

-e.e. cummings 

Me, on the way to your house.

"here is a poem about being with good friends /or/ conjunctions are important"

sorry if my hair gets caught or
if i fall over but
its not really me or
its more me than i'll ever be but
its just these beers or
these cigs or
the way i feel when i'm with you that makes me a little drunk or
just a little tipsy or
i just act this way because i'm nervous or
i'm just really excited about the music and
the way it enters my chest and
thumps and
bumps around in there for a while making me all drunk on sound or
emotion or
people's sweat on and
all around me and
sorry if my hair gets caught and
steals ur knife by accident but
i will keep it on purpose so
that i remember this night forever and
i will let it thump and
bump around in my head for more than a little while making going to bed a little bit harder but
thats fair or
thats alright or
i like it a little because i have something thats makes me not want to escape to my dreams for once or
this is all a phase or
a mistake and
its all made up in my mind and
it just thumps and
bumps around until finally things start to settle and
i see or
know or
feel that we gotta get outta here and
we gotta get to somewhere safe and
warm and
together or
we gotta get to a place where its cool and
calm and
peaceful so
that my hair doesn't get caught and
i let the music fill me up or
i am peaceful or
i have trouble sleeping at night because of all the thumps and
bumps i have because of the nights i have shared with you.

I just want to be everyone's biggest fan.

from T Swift's new video.

"I have this disease late at night sometimes, involving alcohol and the telephone."

-Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five 

"I am one long run on sentence"

Things are looking up I see black mold on my ceiling help me get this condensation off out of me I forgot to open the window cuz I woke up in your bed once twice three four five six seven eight why do we integrate? no reason! no reason at all why black is my new favorite color in your cheeks gets me and lets me know how you are feeling all wrapped up nice and cozy and I unwrap you slowly you taste pretty sweet I'll never forget RIP in peace peace peace piece of mind, oh no don't mind me me me now you you you you you u v w x y why why why haven't I even pooped yet today things are looking up I see black mold on my ceiling cuz I forgot to open the window and the condensation is building up glass is all foggy thoughts in my mind don't mind me me you uvwxy why why can't I sing my lyrics so I change my favorite songs and sing them in the bathroom while I brush the nicotine off my teeth bite into you but not literally no sorry I mean just metaphorically unless you'd like that wow it's all up to you u vwxy why is black my new favorite color in your cheeks gets me and lets me know how you're feeling feelings inside me are condensating in my mind no don't mind me just help me open the window even though its cold outside you and I used to go yes you and i j k l m n oh wow p q r s yes s for sarah yes sarah with an h yes h i j k l m n no its fine really its fine lets just go outside today things are looking up I see black mold on my ceiling so lets just go outside so I can bite into you 
                                                                               and
                                                                                                                breathe. 

thoughts whilst abroad. plus a tree i drew.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D5Y11hwjMNs

In case you were wondering what I looked like...

This is me.

Hello. It is me, Sarah. Welcome to my blog. 

This is a picture of me. Sarah. Sarah Ann. Sarah Ann Harvey.

I am drinking Starbucks in Vienna, Austria while wearing a yellow raincoat and fun pants that I bought in Amsterdam.